1. |
Dead Pacifist
03:11
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I’m living in a shattered imitation
Of what I thought was mine
The weak will always choose inaction
Did I just waste my time
You wanna shut me up
You gotta put me in a hole six feet down
Always looking for an out
You’re never present
The weak always run their mouth
It never changes
You wanna die in vain
Be my guest
My words a warning
Put it to the test
You wanna live like this
You’re gonna die for nothing
You wanna live like this
You’re gonna die
You’ll be living in the crossfire till death
I dug my feet In the dirt
Idle hands but you never put your money where your mouth is
Was I the man in the mirror
There’s no survivors
Begging for your help
No open caskets
Waiting to be filled
Take your shot
Do it shoot to kill
Make the choice
Save a bullet for yourself
You wanna live like this
You’re gonna die for nothing
You wanna live like this
You’re gonna die
You’ll never change my mind
eye for an eye makes the world blind
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2. |
Tastemaker
03:48
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Walking on thin ice
It cracks and shatters
Better pray he can swim
No life lost
We don’t mourn for the living
Time to bury the dead
I can’t wait to watch you suffer
Your blood will rain upon my skin
Rest in pieces
Rest In peace
Watch me walk away
Only thing that will remain
Is footsteps in blood
Bury me again
I was forged in flames
Told to pick and chose
You wanna play those games
All you do is lose
Everything I am is carved to stone
With no chance to right my wrongs
I was beat up brought out
Left to rot
Known death from a thousand fucking cuts
I spoke with devils
They told me what you did
Built your coffin
I’ll close the fucking lid
You will
Learn to watch your words
With that crooked smile
Bite the hand that feeds
Throw me to the wolves
And watch me bleed
I can’t wait to watch you suffer
Your blood will rain upon my skin
Rest in pieces
Rest In peace
Watch me walk away
Only thing that will remain
Is footsteps in blood
Death from a thousand fucking cuts
Tastemaker
If you wound me
Better kill me
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Only going where the wind blows
You fiend
Always talking cause you
Can’t stand silence
Just a shell of what you once were
So lost
Burning bridges and you
Wouldn't change a thing
Will you come to your senses
Just a slave to your senses
Live it up
You’ll never get enough
When you get the message
Hang up the phone
Fill your cup
Live it up
Fill your cup
You’ll never get enough
You wait
For closure
A feeling never known
You chase
The pleasure
Cause you can’t take the pain
Water comes and you just can’t stop it
Kicking harder and fighting for the surface
Hard to swim when you're living in excess
Weighed down and drowning in vices
Hard to change when you're living on instinct
Know it’s wrong but
You just can’t help it
Can’t see
When your vision is tinted
Live on the edge
You can’t misstep
I can’t take this
Still drinking the elixir
An illusion
Cause you tell me how
I feel nothing
Try to run
But you can’t stop
No time
Cause you're nothing but a
Dead man walking
Will you come to your senses
Just a slave to your senses
Take a look at yourself
A waste and of time and space
We will never be the same
I will spit in your fucking face
Consumed by poison you will never know true strength
No morals at hand
Your choices take you to the grave
To the grave
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4. |
Augured In
03:14
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Release yourself
From pain you’ve felt
The only hell
You know is real
Self made shackles
You always knew
The bitter truth
The flowers bloom
When you’re dead
A forced existence
Borrowed time
Curtains call
Crash and burn
Want to live
But you’re scared to die
Give me
One good reason
A good day to die
Good day to
Everything you love will leave
And I see
A future
Inevitable suffering
Somethings are worse than fiction
I watch as the black tide rolls in
One way out
Take a look in the mirror
At what you’ve done
Make the choice
Grab the gun
Look in the mirror
At what you’ve done
A good day to die
A good day to
Decimate
Me
Aim for the head
Paint the fucking carpet
Paint it red
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5. |
Exit Wounds
04:19
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Stare down
So take a breath
You never know if it’s the last one you’ll get
Look in the mirror
You’re so sure that
No one’s gonna miss this
So take a breath
Are you even listening
You’re not dead yet
What's it gonna take
Times up
Times up
Times up
You’re not dead yet
Don’t call it
You’re knocking death's door
You better fucking run
Get it through your skull
The end comes for us all
So take your final breath
You’re gonna need it
You always tried to break your chains
You never knew they kept you tethered
No actors of fate
Couldn’t change a fucking thing
And when you look me in my face
You’ll see a dead man in the mirror
Just take a breath
Like it’s the last one you’ll get
Thought you wanted to be done
Choose to stay or fucking run
Times up
Times up
Times up
You’re not dead yet
Don’t call it
Is this my final fucking breath
Is this the end of me
I’m not dead yet
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Tactosa Tampa, Florida
Central Florida based Tactosa takes the raw, crushing sound of early Deathcore into the modern day. Piercing high vocals, brutally heavy riffs, combined with modern hardcore and death metal influences, makes Tactosa feel like a fresh return to form for the genre ... more
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